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Monday, November 28, 2005

Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but looking outward together in the same direction.
-- Antoine De Saint Exupery

What beautiful thing has happened to me to make me look for such beautiful words? I suppose you could say it's
him. But I really don't think it is. I think it's the fact that I feel alive again. Granted he has something to do with that, but he's not the full reason. I think life is a series of movements that fall into place and back out of place. Like a rubix cube. Sometimes all the colors are mixed up, sometimes all of one color is in place and every once in a great while ALL of the colors match. Right now not all of my colors match, but most of them do. I'm not set on any expectations. I know he's going back offshore, but I can't seem to get enough of him right now. And although he's just an accessory, he's the prettiest accessory I've ever had and I think we wear each other well.
It's staying up till 4 am every morning talking about anything that comes to mind.
It's listening to techno and taking shots of Jager when you have to get up in two hours and go to work.
It's taking long trips down short dirt roads
It's standing around a fire and kissing in the shadows of the flames
It's turning the lights back on just so you can lose yourself in each others gaze
It's holding hands and meeting "uncle Bob"
It's watching 50 first dates like it's the first time
It's making coffee and laying in bed while it's pouring down rain outside
It's watching a beautiful man walk through your house naked
It's not being able to sleep without his arms around you
It's not spending the night alone since you've met
It's rolling over in the middle of the night and having someone tell you how beautiful you are
It's hearing 100 times a day how sexy you are
It's waking up and opening your first beer at 9am
It's meeting someone fabulous 15 minutes before closing time


Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life.-- Brian Andreas

♥Oh, so vintage... 8:12 AM


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